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The moon is dark and the wind is high at night, killing people and setting fires.

The suburbs in the second half of the night were extremely bleak, the roads in the mountains and dense forests were muddy and difficult to walk, and there were many uneven stones hidden among the messy weeds. I was getting more and more depressed when walking with one foot deep and one foot shallow.

The dense shadows of the trees cover most of the sky, soaked in water vapor with each breath, and it is dark and gloomy as far as the eye can see. The withered grass and fallen leaves are wet and thick. It is really strange. Why do people come to play in such a barren mountain suburb?

It is very common to go out to play in the high autumn air, but then you have to find a picturesque place, right?

What is there to see in the suburbs?

It's not like there are convenient means of transportation in modern times. It's very inconvenient to walk on two legs when going out.

Isn't it good to stay at home when you have nothing to do?If you have to go out and wander around, ╮(╯_╰)╭.

In addition, I have been wandering in the woods for a long time, why can't I find the exit?How long did the children at that time run in the wild in a panic?

Finally, how big is this forest?

Looking around again, I looked around for a long time, wondering whether I should jump up the treetops to see what happened from a high place, and there was a faint light in the dark distance.

Maybe that was the direction the child left the woods?I think.

So he walked quickly towards there.

……

Fumbling towards the faint light in the distance, I took the time to look around with the corner of my eye, and there were shadows in the shadows that covered the sky and the sun, as if the treetops were shaking.

At night, my eyesight will become very poor, and I would never be running around in the wilderness near midnight. This kind of situation is really a big death of my own doing.

Fortunately, at this moment, I don't need to use my own eyes. Every step I take and every scene I see come from the children of the Li family.

All the information about what happened to him before he fell into the col was stored in his memory, and he drank the soothing concoction at night, and the child slept quietly under the supervision of his parents.

And I was in his dream, or I should say I used [dream] to connect myself with the child's spiritual world.

I went into his dream and tried to do something for him.

The doctor who was invited in the evening said that the child would be so frightened that he would be confused and unable to respond to the outside world. I don't know anything about medical treatment, but I have my own means.

The psychological damage caused by extreme panic, if the crux of the problem is found and resolved, maybe...the child will recover.

……

I sympathize with the little child, and I sympathize with the couple.

The child is only eleven or twelve years old, looks thin and weak, and is covered in injuries...

I can't see my children being hurt.

Cubs are hope, no matter what kind of person they will grow up in the future, every child should have a carefree childhood.

And every parent should not be heartbroken for their children.

I am not a saint, but when I can, I will still do it.

Back then, I have no memory of what happened before I was reborn as a wagtail, but I still remember one thing, and every time I think about it, my heart hurts so much that I bleed.

My mother... old and old mother, without me... what kind of pain and suffering will she have in the next days?My father is gone, and in a few years so will I...leaving her all alone.

Mencius has a saying, the old is the old and the old is the old, the young is the young and the young is the young.

I hope that after my death, the lonely mother can meet warm-hearted people, nothing else is needed, as long as someone lends a helping hand when she is alone, that is enough.

Pushing others by myself, meeting someone or something that touches the softest corner of my heart, can help, I will not stand by and watch.

Because that is a concept cultivated as a human being, as a person living in an equal and free society.

……

The night was extremely dark, there was no light, and there was no sound. It was foggy and rainy in the mountains, and the scent of raw grass and trees filled the chest with the breath. The sky and the earth were as quiet as if they had fallen asleep.

The path in the forest is uneven, and the lush vegetation and branches brush against the cheeks of the body from time to time, and step on the stones protruding from the ground from time to time, adding ups and downs to the already difficult road.

I don't know how long it took, the tree shadows and branches became thinner, the skylight illuminated the empty environment, and the wisps of mist lingering around me silently faded away.

Immediately afterwards, I found that my eyes were suddenly empty, and my vision became clear.

The dense forest was left behind, and a low slope sloping down was in front of it.

The angle of the low slope covered with weeds is gentle, but it stretches for more than ten meters. At this moment, the sky is full of clouds, the sky is reflected among the branches, leaves and grass, and the light silver light shines into the depths of the mountain depression...

A small figure curled up on the ground.

Sure enough... here it is~

With a sigh of relief, I threw myself towards it.

……

There was nothing in the child's dream, only the barren mountains at night. I was thinking during the journey just now, maybe the child's mind was stuck in the falling mountain, so he couldn't slow down.

After all, he was still young, walking alone in the middle of the night, he would be so scared that he would lose his mind.

As for the missing adults... that matter will be discussed later.

Children are more important to me.

He stopped next to the child, then squatted down, and looked carefully at him first.

The child was lying on his side, curled up, with injuries on his head, face, and body. He looked almost the same as in the evening... just... I looked up a little, and I looked at his head and frowned.

Most of the child's injuries were from falling while running or being scratched by branches and grass leaves. The woods were very humid and the soil was soft, so it probably didn't cause too many substantial injuries, and it was his head.

If it hits, is it a rock that rolled down the col and knocked half out of the ground?

In the dream, he was unconscious all the time, so that would cause him to be confused in the real world, right?

It's like the brain goes into deep sleep.

After thinking about it and hesitating for a while, I stretched out my hand and hugged my curled up body into my arms, then stood up and turned my head to look around.

To make him wake up, he can only find a way to wake up his spirit in the dream.

In this way, I need to find a place to put him, but this wilderness... the direction I came from just now is definitely not good, and the other end of the dense forest must be the starting point of his escape route.

Immediately after I entered, I appeared in the depths of the dense forest. Although I don't know what happened yet, I think, maybe the child has forgotten it subconsciously?

Because he is too scared, the brain blocks/blocks the information that makes him hurt.

The ability to [dream] has both advantages and disadvantages. The advantage is that I can combine fantasy and reality when I fall into a dream at will. The disadvantage is that it is also mixed with truth and falsehood. If I accidentally turn the forgotten part into reality...

Go through it again, the child in my arms at this time...maybe it will completely collapse.

……

To ensure safety, I turned around and walked across the col.

There is also a mountain there, but the vegetation is much sparser than the one behind it. The clear light of the moon is shining, and you can even see a few terraced fields repaired along the mountain in the depths of the shadows of the trees.

Maybe it was grown in a nearby village?I think.

After passing several terraced fields full of crops along the mountain, I broke into the forest on the mountain and walked along the narrow path in the forest for a while. There seemed to be a little fire at the foot of the mountain in the distance.

Seeing the faint yellow light, the horror and deep atmosphere of the barren mountains at night faded a lot.

I immediately speed up the action.

It would be even better if I could find a place to stay. I started dreaming and children's dreams were mixed together, the real and the unreal intertwined. At this time, except for the child in my arms, which is a touch of spirit, the rest can be real.

Find someone to live in later, and then try to wake him up.

Children are easy to coax. When they see lights and then people, they may not be afraid anymore. They feel rescued in spirit, and everything will naturally develop in a good direction.

Uh~ As for the house that was inexplicably disturbed in the middle of the night... I will find a way to compensate at that time, ╮(╯▽╰)╭.

……

The fire approached quickly, but it was not the mountain dweller it thought it was.

Somehow, walking all the way down from the mountain, the vegetation has become denser and denser. What's even more strange is that I feel that the smell in the air has also changed.

The originally wet and astringent smell of forest vegetation has unknowingly turned into a slightly dry...sea salt smell?

Or should I say wind mixed with the smell of the ocean?

The breath that brushes the nose is a mixed light salty smell of the sea. This is the unique smell of the ocean that can only be smelled when you get close to the sea. The hometown where I was born and grew up was a seaside city, so I am very familiar with it. This taste.

Perhaps there is also a thin, almost indistinguishable mist? (⊙o⊙).

Before I could think about it carefully, the narrow path under my feet suddenly disappeared and was replaced by dense plants. I got stuck in it without warning, and the branches broke when I stepped on it, and my hair and clothes were entangled by the way.

With a tsk, he raised his hand to protect the child in his arms, and without caring about anything else, he struggled to break free a few times, and walked towards the fire that was already close in front of him.

Turning out of the bushes, the first thing I saw was a very strong bonfire.

In the open space outside the woods, perhaps overnight travelers lighted a fire to rest, but no adults were seen beside the fire, there was a quilt set up for sleeping, and a child was half-up in the bulging quilt stare at me.

Quickly glanced over, I raised my eyebrows cryptically, the kid's attire... shouldn't be his problem, the anomaly should be caused by me.

Strange, where did he go?

While thinking, I stopped on my feet, and I stood at a safe distance, trying to appear harmless, and said slowly, "Sorry, I'm lost, can I stay here to rest?"

When talking, he showed the child in his arms to the other party, thought for a while and then asked, "Is there hot water and medicine? Look, the child is injured."

……

The child by the fire pursed his lips, but he didn't say anything. He just took out a smaller cloth bag from the luggage next to him, threw it to me, and then remained silent for a while. sitting.

Seeing this, I thanked him again, took the small bag given by the other party in one hand, walked around to the other side of the fire, and sat cross-legged with the child in my arms.

The child in my arms is a touch of spirit, but now, including this place, is covered by my dream, and the illusion and reality are intertwined, so the wound medicine is useless, and the opening is just to eliminate a little hostility from the other party.

Although it is not really necessary, but I think the other party is also a cub, even smaller than the one held in my arms by visual inspection.

With children, I have always been very patient, and I don't want to let the other party be frightened.

He untied the cloth bag with one hand, shook out the contents, glanced over, and saw two glass bottles, gauze and cotton in a transparent waterproof bag.

Then I withdrew my hand and lowered my head to check the condition of the child in my arms.

His eyes were still closed, and I could feel the shallow breathing rate of this little body while he was walking all the way just now. Looking at the firelight now, his complexion is not too bad.

Carefully changed the person into a horizontal hug, put his neck in the crook of his arm, and took the other hand to test the back of his head... touching it little by little, and after a while, he really felt a swelling at the occipital bone.

After thinking about it, I withdrew my hand and shifted my gaze a few degrees, "Is there any water?"

The strange child had been staring at me with his wrong eyes from the very beginning, with a deep guard in his expression. Perhaps seeing that I hadn't started the treatment at this time, the coldness in his eyes suddenly deepened.

I think that child probably thinks more and more that I am not a good person?

It's just that treating this kind of thing doesn't actually have much effect, and finding a way to wake it up is the top priority.

And after waking up, I have to let the child in my arms leave this place quickly.

Because this place... is simply another unknown time and space.

On the outskirts of Ningbo County, I don't think it is possible to walk directly to the beach and meet travelers who are clearly dressed as modern people.

This is the world I entered by mistake.

Space restrictions don't work for me in the [dream], but the one I'm holding is... not so easy to say.

……

Outside the bonfire, at a distance of tens of meters, the waves were rushing endlessly under the cold moonlight. The strange child had short hair and a shirt with a sick face, but his eyes were as sharp as a wolf.

The two looked at each other for a while, I sighed, put away my eyes, lowered my eyes again, and started to use my empty hands to caress slowly.

Learn the rhythm of coaxing a child to sleep, one click, one click, slowly patting, and from time to time bow your head to kiss his forehead.

After a long, long time, the gaze that stopped here was still sharp, but the murderous look in it was slightly reduced, and after a long time, the child whispered, "What's wrong with your child?"

"He fell." I glanced over and smiled, "I'm sorry for breaking in by mistake, you can treat it as a dream."

Hearing this, the child frowned fiercely, seemed to hesitate, and then said, "Do you want a quilt? It will be cold at night."

"Eh?" I was stunned for a moment and was about to shake my head to refuse, when I suddenly noticed a movement in my arms and swallowed the words that came to my mouth, lowered my head, covered the child's eyes with my hands, and said softly, "It's all right now , open your eyes, boy~"

"It's time to wake up, kid."

After a short pause, I lowered my voice and deliberately added some imperative meaning, "Open your eyes and go back to your parents, go—"

The small body lying in the arms moved uneasily, and the eyelashes covered by the palms blinked timidly... The next second, I watched the image of the child fade away like ink, and slowly, the weight began to decrease , he becomes transparent.

In a few breaths, the recovered spirit disappeared from my hands without a trace.

Under the golden-red night reflected by the bonfire, a line of light-gold phantoms flowed nimbly, as if being drawn, winding along the nothingness towards a high place at high speed, and disappeared in an unknown distance in the blink of an eye.

It took a long time to find it, and took him to search for rescue in the dream, trying to wake up the sleeping spirit. The human subconscious is extremely sensitive, and when they feel safe, they will naturally no longer be afraid.

Children feel fear, so they subconsciously refuse to open their eyes, right?

There was no danger in my dream, and later I met a traveler. The human temperature plus the firelight and conversation, I realized that I was saved, and my spirit woke up.

And, return to parents at my command.

This is part of the ability of [dream].

……

I let out a deep breath, and then I closed my eyes and slowly got up, and the next second I heard the voice of a strange child stuttering, "You?! That child!"

"Please don't worry, the kid is lost, I'm just helping to find him." I waved my hand and looked up at the sky, "I should go back too~"

Before leaving, I turned around, looked at the child carefully, and frowned, "Where is your adult, brat? Why did you let you sleep in the wild alone?"

"Also, is it an illusion?" I raised my hand and compared his forehead and neck, I was a little uncertain, "Your skin...why is it covered with white spots?"

As soon as the words fell, the child's face changed suddenly, staring at my eyes, the eyes became extraordinarily fierce.

Just before he could react, without warning, there was a sound of wind piercing the air behind his head.

Almost at the same time as the alarm from the central nervous system, a touch of cold and sharp metal pressed against the back of my neck, the force was not light but full of killing intent.

The strange man's voice was hoarse and deep, "Luo, are you okay?"

The child put away his beast-like dangerous eyes and showed a relieved expression, "Mr. Corazon."